Unnamed Memory

The moon is pouring blue and white light onto the surface.

The town near the northwest of the castle capital of Trudar was in deep sleep in immersive darkness.

From time to time, I hear dogs howling and nothing else sounds. The silence is everywhere.

But in the bushes outside the city, where the moonlight shined, there was something slow.

The movement is too slow and no one will notice anything just from looking at it.

But it was true that the buds were breathing moonlight and magic, and they were starting to grow little by little.

It was one strange man in her sight who lay on her back.

Standing right beside him, he stares down at her, conceiving madness in a gentle smile.

The man shook up what he had in his hand when he whispered something. Reflecting and glowing the moonlight from the skylight, it is a sharp, grinding dagger.

She screamed at the murder weapon that swung down her belly without any hesitation.

"No, no, no, no!

At the same time as the scream, she jumps up.

That was my room in the mansion. There is no one around. She's alone. Of course there are no injuries in the stomach.

It's too realistic a dream. She embraced her trembling body. Sweat is seeping all over my body.

"Yu... meh... nice to wake you up..."

At that time, the door was accidentally knocked from the outside.

The palpitations, which were originally intense, are about to stop for a moment.

"Aurelia, what's up?

It was her guardian man who came in.

The girl looks at his face and relieves herself of the feeling of being finally back in reality.

"I dreamed... I dreamed of being stabbed... of him..."

"You, you saw that woman's past."

Travis pounded his tongue.

The past view of the girl, the owner of the alien, is usually sealed by him, but occasionally, if the subject's consciousness is intense, he comes in naturally. There are many such people in powerful magicians, but Tinasha and others are the most appropriate people in the special case.

It would be an unfortunate accident for Aurelia to have met that queen when he had just turned away.

"I'll pull it out. That woman's past isn't good."

Travis said, walking over to the side of the bedroom.

Put your hands on the girl's forehead. She closed her eyes, bewildered.

Small white face.

It's like a weak life. If he wanted, he would disappear without leaving any dust in an instant.

Travis watched the unfinished as he carefully interfered with the girl's memory.

If I kill her now - she must be in his memory forever and annoyed by the loss.

That's all she has. He's got a brilliant will on his brittle body.

I don't even know why I'm obsessed with her.

It's just that she's trembling and scratching her feet trying to stand on her own, and she's been captured by that figure.

She won't abandon herself until the end.

A weak creature. But stronger than anything.

So if you needed me, I was going to protect you no matter how much I sacrificed you.

Every time she calls her name, she feels like something's changing.

Travis whispers the name of the girl to shelter. She looked up.

"What?"

"I'm gonna vacate the mansion for a second. I'll leave the escort. Be a good girl."

"Where are you going?

"Nice place. I'll be right back."

"What's that? I don't think you're going to be evil."

"I won't. Trust me."

"I can't."

Travis looked disgusted at the girl's immediate response.

But soon, he gets a serious look that's rare for him.

"If you don't know him while he's away, tell him I like him."

"What is that woman... Her Majesty the Queen of Trudar?

"Yes, and you will never leave the mansion."

"Ugh, yeah."

Aurelia nods under barometric pressure.

Travis, who saw anxiety in the girl's eyes, laughed all the time to reassure her. stroke her hair.

"Go to sleep now if you know what I mean. We can do the neighborhood."

"I don't like that."

Aurelia looked up at the man as she lay down. The moonlight is making him look dark.

"Coming back?

"You bet. I'll be right back."

He's never lied at the heart of anything.

So Aurelia believed the word again this time.

Close your eyes and you fall into a dream sleep.

And when she woke up the next morning, he was already nowhere in the mansion.

Waking up in the morning and taking a bath half asleep, Tinasha stood in front of the mirror, moving her body, which finally began to circle the blood an hour later.

White luxurious naked. I smile sarcastically when I see the bright crest blooming on its chest.

"It's a good place to hide it... it's flashy, isn't it?"

"I can't help it because it was originally meant to boast. It has the same name."

To my husband's sigh, Lilia, who was behind me, returned it. The Spirit peeks into the mirror when he hands the change of clothes to Tinasha.

"You shouldn't be wearing extra thin ground clothes. It looks clear."

"You can't go to Falsus until it's gone because it's dangerous."

"If the swordsman of Acacia finds out, he might be able to skin it."

"I can't laugh with jokes. Please don't."

Tinasha put on her clothes even though she was relieved.

I don't think so, but I can't deny it completely. Somehow Oscar hates Travis as much as he hates Travis any more. It would be crucial not to be known.

Tinasha wrapped her black magic clothes tucked up to her throat.

"I wonder how long it'll take."

"Come on... it will depend on Master Travis"

"Totally unpredictable"

Tinasha shrugged her shoulders, but was to undergo a first raid that afternoon as early as possible.

The queen, who was working in the office, accidentally looked up.

Something came into contact with a junction stretched over the castle. A girl sitting in the corner of the room sends her gaze.

"I'm here."

"Looks like it."

It was almost simultaneous with Tinasha getting up and one man moving into the center of the room.

The skinny man stares straight at Tinasha, precisely at the chest with a crest.

Bright blue-purple hair is a clear sign that he is not a person. The man grinned brutally as he could see even the humble.

"Are you the doll now?

"... well, I think you're played a lot. What can I do for you?

"Because the Lord says that the existence of the crest is abominable. You don't mind if I scatter your life more than you did?

"Half agree. But..."

Tinasha laughed. Spread your hands.

Calling it a configuration that would be put together in an instant, a huge configuration that was hidden inside the room emerged. A demonic formation of silver threads appears on the floor, and power appears around the man.

For the first time at this time the man realized that this room was a place of ambush that had been prepared for his surroundings.

The queen smiles flashly and reaches out her right hand.

"That's not now."

Ringing white fingers. I can play power.

Soon after shouting, the man burst with a stunned look. Red and black flesh and black misty remnants splash all over the room. Those splashes fell upon the Spirit-stretched junction.

"I don't mind."

When Mira waved with a laugh, the line disappeared beautifully with every remnant.

The queen laughs bitterly as she sits back in her chair.

"I don't care how many enemies you have."

"I feel like I'm wasting my time."

Originally a magic battle is Tinasha who thinks that the measure will greatly affect victory or defeat, whether the opponent is a person or a demon. If you know how many top demons are coming, it's not that hard to intercept them.

While re-configuring the room, she was, however, turning her ominous thoughts around wondering if what that Travis asked me to do would end so easily.

"Danan has been erased..."

No emotion was seen in the pale whining, but it also sounded frivolous.

Those who had refrained from being around are breathtaking.

The woman sitting on the throne was as beautiful as she was pictured, but more unrealistic than that. Long platinum hair has slowly rippled to the floor. The thin blue eyes kept the luminosity as if they had trapped a clear sea.

A woman who looks around twenty years old. But her real age is over a thousand years old, graciously. He is one of those who stands at the top of the Demon Clan.

When she put her cheek cane on, she called out to the man kneeling nearest her.

"I wonder what kind of woman the doll is this time."

"He seems like a strong magician as a human being. It's just... we're serving twelve fellow countrymen."

The woman frowned at the dreaded brought word. Lips shape mockery.

"Twelve? It's not as good as scraps to be used by a bug. Shame on you. Then we'll bury them too."

"Well, before you do, I'll bury you."

All of a sudden the voices made noise.

The gaze gathers at the entrance to the hall. The silver-haired man at the center of it had a laugh that scorned people for his beautiful appearance.

A woman rises with a face mixed with surprise and joy.

"Travis... are you here?

"I can't believe you let me come all this way."

The woman stepped out smiling at the man's words. But he laughs with his nose and presses it.

"Come on, let's not get caught up in me. Fiedla, this is the only way I'm going to hang out with you.... you're going to have to split up."

That was a brutal proclamation.

The woman's face freezes.

The next moment a mighty force tore the hall apart.

I can hear the baby crying slightly. Oscar noticed it and raised one end of his lip.

The baby abandoned to him is a boy and his name is conveniently called Ian.

Two days have passed since the ceremony, but there are still no parents to be named without powerful information. That's why women are still taking care of themselves in the castle.

Lazar, who was organizing the paperwork, sees the king's expression and clears his ears.

"In the end, what if I can't find my parents"

"Do you even grow it under the castle? I'm looking for a foster parent."

Lazar nodded. Oscar stares at his face.

"More than that, I'm trying to figure out how to make you take responsibility for Tinasha bending her navel."

"Isn't that true?"

"In fact, that's an extra thing. How many hours are we gonna be able to stand the upside down hanging?

"I can't even do it for an hour!

Lazar denied it with all his might. Shake your head hard. Oscar half-eyed at the rushing childhood tame.

When the king turns his gaze back on the papers, Lazar sneers.

"Nevertheless... I didn't think you'd get in a really bad mood"

"You know he's jealous."

"But I didn't seem particularly concerned when I lost my word..."

Do you have a sense of silence?

Oscar thought back as he gave it back lightly.

Tinasha certainly didn't seem to care about it at all until he said so. Either I cared, but I didn't put it on the table.

But she remembered her errands before he touched them.

- It kind of catches me. Something is suspicious.

Oscar frowned.

"Well, the next time I see you, I'll ask you"

When he said so, he took the next document. Lazar strokes her chest down with relief.

I hear the baby's voice closer than it was earlier at some point. Is it even a woman walking while she gives up?

Wondering about it again, he returned to his post without being sure of anything.

When I first met him, Aurelia was painted on the mud.

It's about a rainy day. I still dream about it from time to time.

She was ten when her parents died. But the memory of being loved must be traced back well before it.

Was it when I was five years old?

I have said this to my mother.

"Mother, did your grandfather hit you yesterday?

I can't forget the mother's face then.

She wondered at my mother's face, which gradually stained with terror from a flash of expression.

By the time she had repeated that interaction several times and realized that she "should not put everything she saw in her mouth," her parents had completely stopped looking at her.

Leaving their child's girlfriend at home, they hardly ever come home. Occasionally we were treated as something that was not like air, even if we looked at each other.

Still, when they died, I cried. It was sad indeed. Even if their affection could not be directed at them, she loved them both.

The day after the funeral it was raining.

Out in the garden alone, she was crying trying to hide in the shadow of a tree in the corner of a wide garden. I didn't want to be in the house and get the merciful gaze of my servants.

When she cried frequently and her body cut cold, she stood up to go back to the mansion, when the mud took her legs off and she fell. Put your hands in the mud and eat your teeth off.

The man's voice suddenly came down from overhead.

"Are you crying? You're covered in mud. Can't you stand alone?

He had a funny voice. It's an unfamiliar voice.

She looked up.

I had never seen him there. He was a beautiful man.

Silver hair brighter than hers is not wet in the rain at all. My legs were also floating slightly above the ground if I didn't want to step on the mud.

She pays the mud of her hand when she slowly rises. I strained my chest and stared at the man.

"I'm crying, but I can stand alone. Nothing like mud."

The man shows slight surprise at the strength of the girl's eyes.

And that was the beginning of the story between the man and Aurelia.

When she wakes up, Aurelia looks for Travis first.

I've been doing that for another week.

He hasn't returned yet.

When Aurelia entered the hall, she called out to the blonde man who was there. He is the man Travis left as an escort.

"Hey, do you know where Travis went? He said he'd be home soon..."

"Don't worry, you'll be back in a minute. I thought you were stopping by."

"I hope so..."

I knew from the time I met her, such as that her guardian was not human.

He didn't mean to hide it either. I thought he disappeared. Suddenly, when he named himself his guardian as Duke, his mouth opened to surprise.

When I asked him if he was strong as a demon, he gave me a distant explanation with a disgusting face.

"The more the Demons are, the more they can't help themselves if they don't show up with the same body as humans."

He eats and bleeds. That would mean he's a superior demon race.

Then he replied "because it's funny" to the girl's question as to why she interferes with humans. Bad personality and bad femininity. I even feel better looking after her when we're together.

There's nothing I can do about it. Is this the demonic sex?

But she was also supported by him at the same time. Now that I'm alone, I feel strongly about it.

He had always taken her hand in Gandona's royal family, which existed as a heretic. Don't have to look back, don't have to give up. She stayed with me as I scratched my feet and proceeded.

I wonder where he's gone. I wonder why he hasn't come back.

I'm just worried that I don't know everything. Aurelia slightly bites her petal-like lips.

- Is he, for a moment, going to that beautiful queen?

The queen I met in Falsus seemed different from the women surrounding Travis until now.

Thinking about the reasons for that discomfort, Aurelia comes to mind that there is.

Her stunned expression and subsequent attitude when she saw Travis in the hall. Tinasha probably knows what Travis is.

I don't know if that's because he's a rare magician or because something happened with him in the past. It's just that she knows Travis is a demon, and she's still close to him.

- She might know something.

Aurelia closed her eyes.

Increases anxiety. It slowly became cloudy.

I wonder how long he will stay by my side.

Will I go somewhere someday?

If that "someday" is now......

Aurelia leaves the hall with hesitation when she opens her eyes.

On that little chest, with a certain determination.

A week after the first raid, Turdar was at an extreme calm.

The Queen makes stretches between them as she handles her work as usual. Mira and Cal looked back as they were interested in playing with their hand tags in one corner of the room.

"Peace."

"Hey. It's not over."

Assassins don't come. But that doesn't mean it's over. The chest crest won't go away, and Travis won't be visiting again.

"I wonder how long it's gonna take."

"The world over there doesn't flow the same way as here, so if it's over there, it's still a few hours, at best?

"Is that what it is?"

"There's no flesh through this kind of blood over there. It's vague how time feels when flesh isn't alive."

"I see..."

The superior demons are inherently in a world of different ranks. The superior demons themselves that are emerging in the human world can be called exceptions.

Tinasha sighed at an unimaginable world.

"Can Travis definitely win?

"Definitely first. There are twelve of them, but Master Travis is the best of them all. Master Fidora is going up inside."

"Something's amazing."

"From me, your daughter's presence is more amazing. I can't believe you have as much magic in your body as you do in the best demons."

"Hmm. You look strange about each other's species"

Tinasha looked out the window as she tilted her neck. There are clouds in the sky. The weather is not good enough.

Would it rain, too, Tinasha walked away from her desk and over to the window thinking so, feeling an instinctive hunch at that time, she stepped back.

The man was running through a space of darkness following a woman who was his enemy.

It differs from the human world, but it exists in this world as a definite limit, both in time and space. It's just that for them to wrap up a different body of concepts than humans, that perception is different.

Fidora fled the scene as soon as she felt Travis' hostility. Although the same top guys fight each other, she's not his enemy if she fights from the front, but it's hard to catch her when she's thoroughly on the run. But the long tracking play was about to see an end.

"We've sealed off the escape. Come out, Fidora."

A ruthless call echoes the darkness.

It doesn't even contain a piece of love there. It's just annoying.

Originally, affection and the like were unrelated to the devil clan. Interest and obsession are just replacing it.

He couldn't bear to justify it with love, even though he was just replacing it.

The same goes for the woman we're chasing now.

Fidora doesn't love him. I just want to own and monopolize.

I don't feel like hanging out with such crap. He could have done more important things.

Travis resents a woman who never comes out. I sharpened my power to kill.

"Then die like that."

Words like blades.

But at the same time as I finished the proclamation, the white light burst into his eyes.

A golden light pierces Tinasha from top to bottom, stepping back in front of her.

The light exploded in the junction stretched out on the floor.

"Whew!"

Tinasha kicks the floor and jumps further behind her back.

Two spirits sheltered her and blocked the blast in the junction. Mira and Cal stand before the Queen, who will make a new configuration for defense.

Suddenly an attack was launched beyond the boundaries of multiple tensions. Cal's stiff voice echoed in Tinasha's ears licking her lips at the tension.

"... lady, I'll buy you some time, so don't run away"

"Huh?"

I've only heard him say that once. He is second among the twelve spirits.

To Tinasha, who accidentally rounded his eyes, Mira continued.

"Master Tinasha, run away. Looks like you're here."

Almost at the same time as the words, there is a slight sense of intimidation in the room.

Tinasha finally realized what was going on when she saw one woman who appeared wrapped around a dazzling light.

Once, when Cal said the same thing and tried to get her away, it was the man who appeared there, the top demon tribe.

Then right now, standing in front of her would be the same top woman.

The beauty, which consists of long hair and thin blue eyes of slowly waving platinum, impresses those who see as much as Tinasha.

But the colours of the two wrappers were in stark contrast.

The pitch-black woman slightly bends her lips and is subjected to the killing of a platinum woman who suddenly appears.

Blue and clear eyes like gems gave a disturbing glow when they captured Tinasha.

"You're the rumored feather worm? Be proud that I will kill you."

In response to the death pronouncement, Tinasha grinned bitterly. Don't make a gap, but look gently at the ceiling.

As a person, the queen with the best magic is in an absolute predicament. First, sigh.

"Travis Fool"

and cursed the acquaintance who made the cause of things.